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Jul 2014
Struggle you see in my words,
You may be right.
The void you see in my eyes,
its not your imagination.
I once had a handful of things that were worth a million to me.
Confidence you hear in my voice,
you may be wrong.
The smile you see on my face,
it's not your imagination.
because I once had a handful of things that were worth a million to me.
The things you see I surround myself with,
you may be jealous.
The smile you see on my face,
just goes better with everything around me.
but I once had a handful of things that were worth a million to me.

The cars that you see in the streets,
will they fulfill your goals?
The anxious momentum to brush your lips on someone particular,
will you dream of that anymore?
The three bedroom condo in the sky with 6 big screen TVs,
will that be big enough for you alone?
The unaccounted moments of a night wondering the unexplored,
are those just casualties of life?

I once had a handful of things that were worth a million to me.
I now have a million things that are worth nothing to me.
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